Her gravesite photo was hidden behind a sea of bluebonnets.
Oh, to have met her long ago.
She was born on Christmas Day and died before a new year began.
She was only 22.
She loved horses.
She married a rancher and had one child.
She did not ride sidesaddle.
Oh, the sights she must have seen on the quiet, lonely plains of Texas before death came and took her away.